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a hard look. “Get out,” I said.
He chuckled. “Boy, you get your needs filled, and you're not interested in small talk at all, are you?”
“You're a peeping pervert, and you just took advantage of an innocent young woman.” I scowled at him and grabbed for my clothes. Whether he was Mr. Thorne or not, he was toying with me, and I didn't like it one bit.
“Lexie, don't be a spoilsport,” he said as he pulled on the jeans. I realized I'd not seen any jeans like those in the walk-in closet.
I said, “I'm just another conquest to you, aren't I? Just another big stakes business deal. Only I'm not a business deal. I have feelings and emotions, you know. I'm a person.”
He raised his eyebrows and took a step back, both hands in the air.
“I get it, I get it,” he said. “Oh, but I just remembered something.” He pointed to his penis, which was already hardening again, resisting his efforts to do up his jeans. “You said you'd kiss it better.”
I crossed my arms. I could definitely go for round two, and getting angry at him had only worked up my passion.
“Not until you tell me who you really are,” I said.
He reached for my shoulder, but I pulled away. He said, “I think you know who I am, Lexie.”
“Luthor Thorne,” I said. The name did seem familiar. It had been one of the names I'd been able to find on the computer two nights before.
He took a little bow as he fastened his jeans over his bulge. “At your service. Grace has tried to keep women like you away from me, but I think we both outwitted her.”
“Now what?”
“Perhaps a shower,” he said, nodding at the door that led to the attached bathroom with the enormous walk-in shower and steam nozzles.
“And then what?”
“I have a few ideas. You're some sort of consultant, right?”
“I'm a certified professional organizer.” It felt very odd to say this while standing naked in front of a man, my legs clutched together to keep his juices from getting on the luxurious sisal carpet.
“I could use another professional on my staff,” he said.
“As an organizer?”
“Something like that,” he said.
THE END of Borrowed Billionaire #1
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The Ice Cream Shop Boy #1 - Laura's Solo Vacation
Description: A heartbroken young woman finds comfort and sexual healing in the arms of a young man.
Length: 12,500 words, or 50 book pages long. This story was originally released as a stand-alone story.
Spice Level: Very spicy, with frequent, graphic sex scenes.
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Or click here to return to the main Table of Contents.
PART 1: The Country Goddess, Herself
I was hot, and ice cream was on my wish list, the sooner the better.
I'd been in the sleepy little coastal town for a week. It had been raining five out of the last seven days. Some vacation.
In life, things don't always work out as intended. Want to make God laugh? Tell him you have a plan.
Lars and I had booked the trip and the room in the quaint little Bed & Breakfast for our honeymoon, but there I was, alone. Left at the altar. Lars came down with a case of cold feet the morning of our wedding, and I heard from sources both reputable and disreputable that he had a case of hot ass before the day was through. With my bridesmaid. I cried, and I cried some more, and then I stopped crying long enough to get on the plane, alone, and came here.
Stupid Lars. He could have her; she could have him; I was over them both and wished the lovers the best (through gritted teeth.)
That day was my last one there, and I was going to live a little, not sulk in my room with a stack of magazines and a bag full of marshmallow-based snack food.
The sun was out, I was in a fairytale setting full of antique
He chuckled. “Boy, you get your needs filled, and you're not interested in small talk at all, are you?”
“You're a peeping pervert, and you just took advantage of an innocent young woman.” I scowled at him and grabbed for my clothes. Whether he was Mr. Thorne or not, he was toying with me, and I didn't like it one bit.
“Lexie, don't be a spoilsport,” he said as he pulled on the jeans. I realized I'd not seen any jeans like those in the walk-in closet.
I said, “I'm just another conquest to you, aren't I? Just another big stakes business deal. Only I'm not a business deal. I have feelings and emotions, you know. I'm a person.”
He raised his eyebrows and took a step back, both hands in the air.
“I get it, I get it,” he said. “Oh, but I just remembered something.” He pointed to his penis, which was already hardening again, resisting his efforts to do up his jeans. “You said you'd kiss it better.”
I crossed my arms. I could definitely go for round two, and getting angry at him had only worked up my passion.
“Not until you tell me who you really are,” I said.
He reached for my shoulder, but I pulled away. He said, “I think you know who I am, Lexie.”
“Luthor Thorne,” I said. The name did seem familiar. It had been one of the names I'd been able to find on the computer two nights before.
He took a little bow as he fastened his jeans over his bulge. “At your service. Grace has tried to keep women like you away from me, but I think we both outwitted her.”
“Now what?”
“Perhaps a shower,” he said, nodding at the door that led to the attached bathroom with the enormous walk-in shower and steam nozzles.
“And then what?”
“I have a few ideas. You're some sort of consultant, right?”
“I'm a certified professional organizer.” It felt very odd to say this while standing naked in front of a man, my legs clutched together to keep his juices from getting on the luxurious sisal carpet.
“I could use another professional on my staff,” he said.
“As an organizer?”
“Something like that,” he said.
THE END of Borrowed Billionaire #1
Want more of Lexie Ross and Luthor Thorne?
The "Borrowed Billionaire" story continues, with four more stories, not included in this anthology.
Click here to order the full Borrowed Billionaire 1-5 collection
(Link goes to Amazon.com)
The Ice Cream Shop Boy #1 - Laura's Solo Vacation
Description: A heartbroken young woman finds comfort and sexual healing in the arms of a young man.
Length: 12,500 words, or 50 book pages long. This story was originally released as a stand-alone story.
Spice Level: Very spicy, with frequent, graphic sex scenes.
Turn the page to dive into The Ice Cream Shop Boy by Mimi Strong.
Or click here to return to the main Table of Contents.
PART 1: The Country Goddess, Herself
I was hot, and ice cream was on my wish list, the sooner the better.
I'd been in the sleepy little coastal town for a week. It had been raining five out of the last seven days. Some vacation.
In life, things don't always work out as intended. Want to make God laugh? Tell him you have a plan.
Lars and I had booked the trip and the room in the quaint little Bed & Breakfast for our honeymoon, but there I was, alone. Left at the altar. Lars came down with a case of cold feet the morning of our wedding, and I heard from sources both reputable and disreputable that he had a case of hot ass before the day was through. With my bridesmaid. I cried, and I cried some more, and then I stopped crying long enough to get on the plane, alone, and came here.
Stupid Lars. He could have her; she could have him; I was over them both and wished the lovers the best (through gritted teeth.)
That day was my last one there, and I was going to live a little, not sulk in my room with a stack of magazines and a bag full of marshmallow-based snack food.
The sun was out, I was in a fairytale setting full of antique
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